Chapter 25: The Nun Goes into Heat for Me - 2
"Sister, there’s a rock here, so be careful."
"Thank you, Brother Ian."
Reina climbed the mountain with Ian to investigate Angel’s Rest.
"Would you like to hold my hand?"
"Please."
Ian took her hand so she would not fall.
At his gentle consideration, Reina smiled shyly.
"Isn’t it uncomfortable climbing a mountain in a nun’s habit?"
"Hehe, it’s more practical than it looks."
Reina gripped Ian’s hand tightly.
It reflected her desire not to let him go.
This is Brother Ian’s hand... It’s rougher than I expected.
His masculine hand, completely unlike her own soft one, stirred Reina’s desire.
What would it feel like if those rough hands touched her?
The thought alone made her body grow hot.
Nngh♥ I want to suck Brother Ian’s cock.
Being alone with Ian naturally made Reina go into heat.
It was a kind of conditioned reflex.
The days she had spent sucking his cock in the confessional under the pretense of absolving his sins had stimulated her lust.
"Sister? Are you feeling unwell?"
"N-no. I’m fine, so please don’t worry."
When Ian asked her anxiously, Reina hurriedly shook her head.
"If you’re tired, you don’t need to push yourself. We can come back another time."
"I’m really fine. I was only a little dizzy... that’s all."
At Ian’s concern, a brilliant idea suddenly came to Reina.
"Th-then, may I lean against you for a little while?"
"Of course. You can rely on me anytime you need to."
"Then, excuse me..."
Upon hearing Ian’s reply, Reina immediately climbed onto his back.
Squish.
Her large breasts pressed against Ian’s back.
Hehe, he won’t be able to hold back now.
Reina knew what sort of looks Ian had given her.
After all, she had watched from nearby as he poured out his sexual desires for her in the confessional every time.
Show me your desire, Brother Ian, just as you did in the confessional.
They were alone.
A woman was making unguarded physical contact with him.
Every condition that could stimulate a man’s lust had been met, and Reina assumed Ian would be aroused by her seduction.
But contrary to her expectations, Ian answered indifferently.
"You’re incredibly light too, Sister, just like Isabelle."
"Pardon?"
"I think I can carry you to the lake without any trouble."
"..."
Ian’s words put Reina in a foul mood.
For one thing, her plan was not going as intended. And Ian had brought up another woman.
Feeling spiteful, Reina pressed her breasts more firmly against Ian’s back.
So that he would be able to feel them.
Yet Ian replied without any reaction.
"Is your position uncomfortable?"
"N-no."
"If it is, please tell me anytime."
Ian’s attitude, as though he had absolutely no interest in her, dealt Reina a tremendous shock.
N-no way?
Until only recently, Ian had exuded the unmistakable air of a virgin.
He usually carried himself with dignity, but around women he showed the particular awkward shyness of a virgin.
But not today.
Only a few days ago, Ian had not known what to do around Reina’s breasts. Now, breasts alone could not draw any reaction from him.
Reina realized why Ian’s response had changed.
It was because of his wife, Isabelle.
Ugh... Does that mean I’m not even on his mind anymore?
Reina knew that Isabelle, fully healed by Angel’s Rest, possessed beauty worthy of being called divine.
But Reina did not give up.
She had charms Isabelle lacked.
Reina vowed that she would seduce Ian today with the sensuality she had seen and learned in the brothel as a child.
. . .
"Brother Ian, could we rest for a little while?"
"Shall we?"
All along the way to the lake, Reina resorted to every trick she could think of to seduce me.
She would subtly show me her nipples, or walk ahead of me and sway her luscious ass right before my eyes.
"Brother Ian, your arms are incredibly thick."
"They’re the result of training for my livelihood."
"Hehe, it’s wonderful how hard you work for your family. If you don’t mind, may I touch them a little?"
Now she was blatantly pressing her breasts against my arm.
Have you completely forgotten that you’re a nun?
Apparently determined to seduce a married man, Reina was trying her utmost to tempt me.
I had to wonder what had become of her candidacy for sainthood.
Well, in a way, this is just like Reina.
A whore who seduced passing men in front of a brothel, a woman crazed by sexual desire—that was Reina’s true nature.
She was a woman who could not live without men.
If I pounced on her right now, she’d spread her legs of her own accord.
To Reina, I must be an appealing man.
Not only because of the cock enlarged by Big-Dick Herb, but because my high stamina and vitality meant I was likely the only one who could satisfy her overflowing libido.
But the reason I did not fuck her immediately was her nature.
Once she gets a taste of cock, she’ll spread her legs for this man and that man.
If I had intended to share her with other men, I would not have pursued her in the first place.
Reina had to become mine alone.
So I needed to train her first, so she could not turn her eyes toward any other man.
"Sister, we’ve arrived. This is the lake I told you about."
"Grrr!!"
Upon reaching the lake, Reina wore a frustrated expression.
She had tried every possible method to seduce me on the way here, yet none of them had succeeded.
Hold on just a little longer. I’ll fuck you soon enough.
I led Reina toward the lake.
Reina looked at the lakewater for a moment, then startled sharply.
"There’s still divine power left in the water."
"Then is this water holy water?"
"Yes. It does not have enough power to heal Miss Isabelle, but it will be a great help when performing other miracles."
That was welcome news.
If the entire lake was holy water, I could use Helia’s miracles cheaply.
The applications of miracles were endless.
Being an erotic game, they could not only provide contraception but also induce ovulation.
There were also miracles that improved daily life, but the most popular miracles within the Church of the Sun were those with beautifying effects.
There’s a reason Helia’s other epithet is the Goddess of Beauty.
This was also why there were so many beautiful nuns in the Church of the Sun.
And a woman’s desire to become beautiful had always been powerful, regardless of the era.
The problem was how to haul water from here to the church.
The distance was considerable, and traveling back and forth while avoiding monsters would not be easy either.
I’ll worry about that after I meet the dwarf girl.
I asked Reina, who was filling a water container with holy water from the lake.
"Would you like to head back now?"
"Well..."
Reina hesitated at my question.
Judging by her reaction, she did not seem to want to return yet.
So I made the first move.
"If you’re tired, how about resting in that cabin over there?"
"Y-yes! I was feeling tired anyway."
The instant I entered the cabin with Reina—
Reina’s expression changed abruptly.
What is it?
The atmosphere was unsettling, as though she had discovered a woman having an affair.
Reina glared at me, then fixed her eyes on mine and asked a question.
"Brother Ian, did you spend a night in this cabin?"
"It was dangerous to come down the mountain late at night, so I spent the night here."
"I’m only asking just in case, but did you sleep with Miss Isabelle here?"
"What?"
How did she know that?
. . .
If a room is not well ventilated, smells do not fade easily.
Especially the scent of sex between a man and woman—it does not vanish in a day or two.
They did it on this bed. The smell is still strong.
The smell of sweat, a woman’s love juice, and finally the smell of semen.
Of those, Reina could be certain that the owner of the semen scent was Ian.
Having tasted his semen countless times, Ian’s scent of semen was imprinted on her mind.
This is irritating.
For the first time in a long while, Reina felt genuine anger rise within her.
The man she was interested in had brought her to the cabin where he had slept with his wife.
At first it felt like he was rubbing it in her face, and now she felt betrayed.
Brother Ian, you said you liked me, didn’t you? Do you not need me anymore?
The reason Reina harbored such feelings was the confession Ian had made in the confessional.
It had been the first confession she had ever experienced, and seeing Ian suffer because of her had awakened romantic feelings in Reina.
Yet now he was treating her as though he no longer needed her.
From Reina’s perspective, it was enough to make her furious.
"I can’t take it anymore."
With rage surging to the top of her head, Reina immediately took action.
She grabbed the startled Ian and pushed him down onto the bed.
Then she climbed on top of him.
"S-Sister? What is this...?"
"Brother Ian, today I’m going to confess my sin to you."
"What?"
"Bulgae."
Reina revealed to Ian the secret she had hidden behind anonymity in the confessional.
"I’m the nun who swallowed your sins, Brother Ian."
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